Tuesday Ya puzzled looking at his father.

Zhou Laosi pointed to the young man lying on the ground. She looked down along her father's fingers and saw the man on the ground. But was there a long scar on her face? Her mouth and face were swollen and pale. Her clothes were in tatters and her hair was wet on her face.

After looking up and down, she said with disdain, "Zhou Laosi, this dirty man deserves to marry me. Can't I get married?"

her words made people around nod. It's really like such a woman. No one wants to marry a man. It's too rough.

At last, Zhou Laosi nodded and gave a wry smile. His wife was a flower in a ten mile radius. He was young and grew well, but he didn't give birth to a daughter like them. Instead, she seemed to have been picked up from outside.

People around me always make fun of this.

"You..." On Tuesday, Ya angrily picked up the stick on the deck. When other people saw it, they scattered one after another. They were scared to avoid, for fear that they would be hurt.

"That's enough. Stop fooling around and carry him back with me." Zhou Laosi put away the ruffian's laughter, stood up and seriously grabbed his daughter's stick and threw it on the deck.

"No, I'll go back first." On Tuesday, she turned to the ladder and got off the boat.

Zhou Laosi had to ask a few fishermen to help him. He carried the unconscious young man to his home on the bank. It was time for lunch. On Tuesday, Ya prepared the meal and waited for them.

After dinner, Zhou Laosi went to see a doctor.

The young man was lying on Zhou Laosi's bed, his eyes closed, and his breath was weak. The doctor looked at him and left a few boxes of medicine, saying that he was lucky if he could be saved, but it was Providence if he could not.

For the next few days, on Tuesday, she wiped the young man's body, gave him medicine and took care of him.

A week later, the young man gradually opened his eyes, and the small wounds on his face also scabbed and fell off, leaving a shallow scar. However, as soon as there was a long scratch, it went directly from the root of his ear to his left cheek. The wound was too deep, and the red meat turned out. It was very frightening.

Fortunately, men's skin is white, otherwise, they will be more like pirates.

"Where am I?" When the young man woke up, he looked around and found that it was a strange place. What he saw was a short hair and a dark face. He was stunned.

"Dad, he's awake." On Tuesday, she saw the man wake up and cried out.

After a while, Zhou Laosi walked in quickly and looked at the man. His wrinkled face showed joy. "You wake up. I thought you would never wake up. What's your name and where do you live? Why are you floating on the sea? "

A series of questions made the man stare at him without saying a word.

On Tuesday, Ya went to his side and whispered in his ear, "he can't be a fool. We saved him in vain."

He didn't believe that the man in front of him was a fool, but now he didn't know what to do?

"Are you hungry, or shall I make a bowl of noodles for you?"

"Good." Just a short answer, eyes with lax, he just staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Zhou Laosi told his daughter to go down. He approached the bedside and gently picked up the young man and leaned on the bedstead. He didn't look at the man carefully before. Now he saw that in addition to the scar, his facial features were very delicate, with thick sword eyebrows and white skin. Such a man would not be a fool. He should have lost something temporarily Memory.

"My name is Zhou Laosi. The one who just went out is my daughter tuiya. We rescued you from the sea. You have been in a coma for seven days. The doctor said that you are lucky to wake up. If you can't, it's fate. Can you tell me how you fell into the sea?"

The man looked at Zhou Laosi and shook his head. He covered his painful head, and his brow was frowning.

"Well, well, I won't ask. You can have a rest first. You can wash the dishes. We dare not move you these days. You should be able to get out of bed." Zhou Laosi looked at the man and said softly.

The man nodded.

When the man came out of the bath and put on Zhou Laosi's clothes, he was about to bump into tuiya head-on. Zhou Erya didn't expect that the man was so tall, more than her head, and her face was white. Her deep eyes were melancholy, her thin lips were pale red, her hair was directly combed to the back of her head, her slender thighs and slender fingers, and she was shocked.

"You What's your name? " On Tuesday, she felt her heart beat fast for the first time and her face was flushed. If she didn't have dark skin, she would have been seen laughing.

"I don't know. I can't remember at all. It seems that my brain is empty. What's your name?" The man looked down at tueya and asked, with a mellow and magnetic tone.

"Tuesday ya, you can call me Er Ya. People in the fishing village call me Er Ya." Tuesday Ya embarrassed said, she side face, don't want the man to see her hot cheek.

"Er Ya, OK, I remember." The man showed a smile, the corner of his mouth drew a curve, if not for the ferocious scar, it would be very good-looking.When other people in the fishing village heard that the man woke up, they also came to see him one after another with things. They found that the man's speech was extraordinary and he should not be an ordinary person. They just didn't remember who they were, which made them feel sorry.

This kind of life has been going on for a month, and the young man's injuries are getting better. He helps Zhou Laosi to collect fish by the sea every day, and he also helps tuiya chop firewood when he comes back. When he has nothing to do, he just sits on the big stone in front of the farmhouse and looks at the direction of the sea in a daze.

"Haizi, what are you doing?" On Tuesday, Ya saw the man sitting in front of the door in a daze, so he yelled.

The man couldn't tell who he was and was rescued from the sea. Zhou Laosi gave him a name: Haizi, which means the son of the sea.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just wondering who I am? But I can't remember all the time. Forget it. What do you want from me? " Haizi sighed deeply, turned to look at tuiya standing behind, and said faintly.

"Today, I'm going to the city to purchase. I don't have any rice and sauce at home. I want to buy you a suit of clothes. You're too tall. You always wear my father's clothes. Let's go together." On Tuesday, Ya said with a smile. After she came from Haizi, she spoke more gently and seldom lost her temper. People in the fishing village were very curious whether she fell in love with this silly boy.

"Can I help you?" Haizi asked suspiciously. He has been here for a long time, but he has never been far away.